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The father and son walked around the rice field for 10 minutes, and found a piece of lodging rice.

"Did you see it?" Old man Li was triumphant.

Li Datong was convinced, he laughed and said: "Father still has an idea."

The father and son went to the field together, and old man Li picked up the fallen rice with a hoe.Li Datong followed behind, using rice leaves to tie up the fallen rice rows.

The work didn't finish until after eight o'clock. Old man Li went back to have breakfast with his hoe on his shoulder.

Walking on the ridge of the field, old man Li looked at the green and yellow rice, and said happily, "This year, God will feed us, and the weather will be good, unlike last year when the drought was so worrying."

"Dang Dang Dang Dang!"

Suddenly, someone ran past beating a gong in the distance.

Old man Li murmured: "It's almost time for the busy farming, and the peasants and soldiers are not practicing at this time."

When the father and son returned to the village entrance, they saw everyone panicked and two old people crying.

"What's wrong?" Li Datong went over and asked.

The man replied: "Long live God is dead!"

The old man Li had never read a book, and he heard that it was related to the emperor, so he hurriedly asked, "What is death?"

"It's just that the person is gone, and he ascended to heaven and became a fairy!" the man explained.

The old man Li staggered and nearly fell as if he had been struck by thunder. He repeated in his mouth: "Long live God is gone, how will you live in the future? How will you live in the future?"

Li Datong said: "Father, the Long Live Lord is gone, and there is a new emperor."

The old man Li broke out without warning, and yelled at his son: "You bastard, you know what a fart, there is a good life with the Long Live Lord, and the long live Lord is gone, and the good days are over! The good days are over... Whoa whoa whoa whoa!"

Old man Li squatted down as he spoke, buried his head between his knees and wept until he couldn't make a sound.

The last time I cried so much was at the complaint meeting.

Li Datong helped his father back home, and found that his mother was also crying, and the two children who did not go to school were watching curiously.

The old lady cried while telling the past.

She said that she also had a few acres of poor land in her hometown, and the floods, droughts and locusts came together, and her family fled to Nanjing to join relatives.She also said that her relatives were unreliable, so she only sent a bowl of porridge. Her whole family worked as beggars in Nanjing and was bullied by local beggars.

The more the old lady talked, the more she cried, and finally her eyes were crying dry, sobbing and choking, she said: "Didn't it be said that the Lord Long Live came down from the stars and could live for [-] years? How can you say that if you don't have it, it will be gone? If the Lord Long Live is gone, life will be endless." There is no way to survive, don’t sell this year’s grain, I’m afraid you will starve next year.”

Li Datong looked at the crying parents, he couldn't understand the situation, the old emperor was gone, and the new emperor was replaced, how could it be like the sky is falling?

He called the child to have breakfast, and then carried a hoe to weed the vegetable field.

Passing by a few houses, as long as there are elderly people in the house, they can always faintly hear crying.

Back home from weeding at noon, Li Datong found that lunch had been prepared, but he could not see his parents. He asked his wife, "Where are your parents?"

"Going into town," replied the wife.

"What are you doing in the city?" Li Datong asked.

The wife explained: "I changed into new clothes, and brought some money and dry food. I said that I would wear hemp and mourning for the Long Live Lord. The old people in the village went to more than 20 people. The village chief was afraid of bad things, so he couldn't persuade him." , I have to go with you."

"Their old lake is painted, and they are afraid they will be kicked out by the government!"

Li Datong didn't bother to eat lunch, so he dropped his hoe and chased after him.

Along the way, Li Datong met several groups of old people, among whom were some young people.

The shops selling cloth by Xuanwu Lake and Changganli are already sold out of linen.Many old people marched towards the city of Nanjing with linen cloth spun by themselves and worn on their bodies.

The soldiers guarding the city gate didn't know whether to stop them or not. With so many people coming from all over the country, there might be troubles in the city.

But they didn't dare to stop them, they didn't even dare to scold them, because they were all here to make the emperor cry.

Chapter 1066 [Final Chapter Five]

Yingmin Hall.

Zhao Kuanghuan's elementary school classmate He Qianji, although he was eliminated by Huangcheng Primary School, has been studying hard.He went to college at his own expense, but the imperial examinations had accumulated a lot of money, and he was No. 70 and eight in the second list. Relying on his political achievements and the appreciation of the prince, he has now become the Minister of the Ministry of Officials.

He Qianji said: "Cremation is a vulgar custom in the Buddhist family. How can the emperor do this? Of course, the last emperor's last order must be obeyed. He can cremate the emperor's imperial belongings and scatter them on the land as nourishment for pines and cypresses. As for the remains of the first emperor, they should be buried according to the ceremonies. , there must be no negligence."

Li Yong, who was born as a prince teacher, is 60 years old this year and is currently serving as the chief assistant.He immediately retorted: "The last emperor's will cannot be changed, and the cremation must be cremated!"

"This is indecent!" He Qianji said.

Li Yong said: "Rites are determined by people, and the last emperor's will is rituals!"

He Qianji said: "Burning the dragon body of the former emperor, where will the current emperor be? Do you want the emperor to bear the infamy of destroying his father's body?"

Li Yong said: "The cremation was ordered by the late emperor. It has already been announced to the world. How can the people talk about it?"

"Officials and people don't gossip today, but what about a hundred years later? What will future generations think when they read history books?" He Qianji asked.

Li Yong roared angrily: "How do you know the great ambitions of the late emperor? Thousands of years later, your majesty will guard the territory of thousands of miles with the body of a real dragon, and the Chinese descendants will only respect the late emperor more and more. I think this is disrespectful!"

Zhao Kuanghuan finally spoke out: "Mr. Li, just discuss the matter, don't slander your colleagues."

Li Yong picked up the wat board, held it to his chest and said: "If your majesty does not obey the last emperor's last order, after the minister dies, he will have no face to see the late emperor. Please resign!"

As the leader of the princeling party, Li Yong often confronted the royal party officials.But when the crown prince really succeeded, he quarreled with his colleagues again, and even forced him to be cremated by resigning.

Zhao Kuanghuan was very entangled at this time, of course he wanted to abide by the late emperor's will, but he also wanted to do what He Qianji said.

In Zhao Kuanghuan's view, the cremated remains were divided into twelve parts, and those from all over the world were scattered in the soil to plant trees. How is this different from smashing his own father's bones into ashes?

He Qianji said it very well, cremating the relics of the late emperor and burying the remains of the late emperor took care of all aspects.

Zhao Kuanghuan felt that Li Yong was troubled, especially by threatening to resign, and even challenging his emperor's majesty.

Zhao Kuanghuan looked at the ministers: "Do you have anything to say, Qing?"

Li Kaiji, the first number one scholar in the new dynasty of Datong, came out holding the wat board and said: "You should obey the last emperor's last order, and you can't change it at all."

Shen Wei, the candidate for the first imperial examination, died young, but Zhang Shouyue, the second place candidate, is still alive and currently serving as the Minister of Commerce.He said: "Your Majesty, I agree with Shang Shu's words to cremate the relics of the late emperor and bury the remains of the late emperor. If this is the case, your majesty will be able to fulfill both loyalty and filial piety."

The ministers of the Cabinet and Ministry expressed their opinions one after another, and the supporters of the two views were almost evenly divided.

Zhao Kuanghuan looked behind the curtain: "What lesson does mother have?"

Fei Rumei, who has always been evasive and has a small temper, said slowly at this moment: "Brother Han will not talk nonsense, and he will not say wrong things. He is right in everything he does. You are the emperor now, not my own." Yes, you can do whatever you want. You don’t have to ask me, I just listen to Brother Han.”

Suddenly, a guard rushed into the side of the hall and whispered to the female officer on duty.

The female officer hesitated for a few seconds, then quietly walked to Zhao Kuanghuan's side: "Your Majesty, the people of the Jinling Mansion came from all over the country to mourn the late emperor in hemp and mourning. The people in the city also gathered at the gates of the imperial city. They also elected A few leaders want to set up a mourning hall outside the imperial city, and the guards don't know how to deal with it."

Zhao Kuanghuan asked, "Where is Shangyuan magistrate?"

"The magistrate of Shangyuan County has mobilized the police to maintain order outside the imperial city." The female officer replied.

Zhao Kuanghuan asked loudly, "Where is the governor of Jinling Mansion?"

An official who was nearly fifty years old came out: "The minister is here!"

Zhao Kuanghuan said: "You leave the Forbidden City immediately to appease the people outside the city. That's all, Zhuqing and I will go and have a look together."

The ministers didn't know what happened, so they went out with the emperor.

Ascending to the tower of Donghua Gate, Zhao Kuanghuan's breathing became stagnant, and something stuffed his chest in panic.

Outside the city wall, looking around, all the people are plain white, and everything in sight is white.

All knelt, some were silent, some wept.

Pu Songling, who has served as the right servant of the Ministry of Industry, muttered to himself: "People's hearts, people's hearts can also be seen with their own eyes, it is not something illusory. Throughout the past and present, who can win the hearts of the people like this?"

The ministers were all stunned, and their hearts were so shocked that they couldn't be more shocked.

This was not organized by anyone, but the people came spontaneously.

When everyone went to the city, there were two or three hundred more people outside the city.It is estimated that as time goes by, more and more people will enter the city, and by then, all the streets near the imperial city will be blocked.

The people in the city were infected and came here one after another, and the number of young people was also increasing.

Young people, of course know the goodness of the old emperor, but after all, they have not experienced the hardships themselves, and it is difficult to empathize with them only listening to their parents.They are well protected, especially those under the age of 40, and their life will get smoother from birth.

Ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand... one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand...

Without waiting for so long, the team of crying spirits increased rapidly, and more than [-] people from the city came.Not to mention that the linen in the whole city was out of stock, but all the white cloths were bought by people, and some people even wore white silk on their bodies.

The streets around the Forbidden City are densely packed with people, extending from Shangyuan County to Jiangning County.

Zhao Kuanghuan called the officials from the inner and outer dynasties and ordered: "You go and prepare meals. The cooks in the palace should light up the fire and cook quickly. As for the canteens of the yamen outside the palace, as well as the restaurants and restaurants in the city, it is up to you to cook as much as you can." You can buy as much food as you can. Before evening, the food should be delivered to the common people, and the royal family’s accounts should be spent.”

Immediately afterwards, he called the Minister of Rites: "Take people out, and set up a mourning hall outside each city gate for the late emperor's throne for the people to mourn. There are also mourning halls in the streets farther away, one for each street. Let the people move around indiscriminately, otherwise there will be chaos after a long time."

Then, he called the governor of Jinling to come: "After you leave the city, immediately contact Shangyuan and Jiangning county magistrates. Except for the police, all officials will come to maintain it. Outside the gates of the inner city, mourning halls are also set up. There are also two. There is also Zhongshan Temple, where monks can build mourning halls and divert some common people to go there.”

Zhao Kuanghuan called the clan again and said to his younger brothers: "Let's go out of the city immediately and preside over the mourning halls for me. You can discuss which place you are in charge of. If there is any disagreement, the king of Chu will decide."

The princes have been avoiding suspicion and did not participate in the previous discussions. Generally speaking, the new emperor is very relieved.

Zhao Kuanghuan's adaptability is very strong, and he handles things appropriately. He is completely a qualified emperor.

It's a pity that he is doomed to live in the shadow of his father for the rest of his life.

With the emperor's speech, everything inside and outside the palace began to work quickly.

Zhao Kuanghuan said to the ministers: "When the people disperse, choose a time to cremate the late emperor."

That night, the French envoy Bertrand wrote to Louis XIV: "Your Majesty: The great Chinese emperor has finished his life. The last order he issued was to cremate his body and divide his ashes into ten pieces. Two copies are scattered all over the country..."

"Today, I saw a scene I will never forget. Citizens inside and outside Nanjing, as well as farmers farther away from the countryside, spontaneously came to express their condolences outside the palace. Everyone was wrapped in white cloth, and they gathered together, as if it had snowed heavily in Nanjing. .I can’t say for sure, it could be 20, it could be [-], it could be more.”

"By evening, all the streets outside the palace were blocked by crowds. There were the most old people, and there were also many young people. There were farmers, businessmen, scholars, students, peddlers, workers...everything I could think of. Occupation, all here."

"The number of people is still increasing, because just as I was writing the letter, there was another sound outside the embassy. It was a farmer from a farther countryside..."

"The great emperor of China, he is respected by countless people. I saw an old man kneeling on the street until he fainted, as if his father had passed away. It was such a shocking scene. I never thought that the death of a monarch would Made the people so sad. They all came here spontaneously, no one forced them, their pain came from the heart. At this moment, I understood the emperor's title, why he called himself 'the emperor of the people'. He really did… ..."

The next day, mourning halls were set up in universities, middle schools, and primary schools inside and outside Nanjing.

The students were called back to the school first, and the crying people on the street were also shunted to the school one by one.

Some big families also set up mourning halls in their own yards or in the backyards of their shops to help the court divert people.After a full day of tossing, traffic in Nanjing City finally resumed, but crying can still be heard everywhere.Some people left after expressing their condolences, but others came when they left. Especially after the mourning hall was set up, Nanjing citizens who had stayed at home came to the mourning hall to express their condolences and kneel down.

The number of people mourning the old emperor is increasing!

The princes were all exhausted. As the family members of the deceased, they knelt in various mourning halls and knelt for a whole day and night without finishing. They could only use the time to go to the bathroom to move their legs.

This memorial ceremony for the people brought a strong soul shock to the new emperor, clan, and officials.

We all know that the old emperor is loved by all people, and it is still deeply shocking that he could reach such a level.

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The old man Li and his wife supported each other. After knelt down and cried bitterly in the mourning hall, they planned to go home. They were afraid that their son and daughter-in-law would be worried, and they didn't even know that their son had been found.

But I couldn't get out at all, the road was blocked.

For half an hour, the old couple only walked [-] meters away, and their bodies couldn't squeeze anymore, so they had to retreat outside the shop on the street to rest.

There is no way for officials to deliver food, so they can only let the people pass the food in outside the crowd.It wasn't until the mourning hall of Zhongshan Temple was set up outside the inner city, and the people in the outer areas were separated, that the situation improved slightly.

Old man Li didn't get the food from the government, so he ate dry food with his wife.

It was getting dark, and another old man came to rest, even accompanied by his children and grandchildren.

"What's your surname, brother?" Old man Li asked.

The old man said: "Miangui, my surname is Rong, everyone in the village calls me Rong Mazi. How about you, brother?"

The old man Li said: "My surname is Li, Li Laosan. I live in Racecourse Village, just east of the Royal Racecourse."

"Then you're very close. I'm from Meijia Village," Rong Mazi said. "I used to plant land for Master Mei. When Long Live Lord came, I planted land for myself."

Old man Li said: "The commander of the Xiaoling Guard is named Mei. I used to be a military household, and I only cut trees for the Mei family."

Rong Mazi said: "Your side is the main sect, and mine is a side branch. My wife's surname is also Mei, a maid of the Mei family. She follows the master's surname, and I don't know what my own surname is."

The old man Li asked: "How is the crop this year?"

Rong Mazi said: "Long live God bless, it's all right, the weather is good. Last year was not good, first there was a spring drought, the rice eared and then there was heavy rain. I worked hard and didn't get a few catties of rice."

"It's all the same," Old Man Li said, "I heard a strong wind blowing outside the night before, and I was afraid that the Long Live Lord was summoned back to the sky by the gods. Well, I should have gone out to have a look at that time, maybe I could see the Long Live Lord The last side."

Rong Mazi said: "Long live God ascended to immortality and went to heaven to enjoy blessings, but how will we live in the future?"

The old man Li said: "I discussed with my old lady that the food at home cannot be sold. The Long Live God is gone. Maybe some corrupt officials will be encountered in the future. There is food in the warehouse, so I don't panic."